Mi Fengdian looked at the approaching Wang Jinglong and said, "Since Lord Eastern Sage is here, you should send a message with a snap of your fingers."
"There's no need for that. I will know what I need to know. If I don't know, then so be it. "
The three Half-saint examiners had a strange look in their eyes. They were slightly shocked, but they didn't say anything. They continued to look at the nine Book Hill.
Under the gazes of everyone, Fang Yun slowly stepped onto the third pavilion.
Dictation.
Fang Yun looked at the two simple words on the signboard. Just as he was guessing how the test was going to be conducted, he suddenly heard the chirping of insects and the chirping of birds.
An old man with white hair and a beard appeared in front of Fang Yun. The old man was tall and skinny, but his eyes were filled with spirit.
"I will speak, you will write. The test will end in half an hour. You cannot make more than five mistakes. You have three chances. "
"Yes, elder." Fang Yun clasped his hands politely.
The chirping of insects and the chirping of birds didn't end.
Fang Yun immediately understood that this was a test of a person's attention, memory, concentration, discernment, and so on. It was easy to be disturbed by the outside world when talking on paper or speaking eloquently. Any accident could lead to failure and death.
A brush dipped in ink appeared in Fang Yun's hand. He quickly placed the brush on the paper and took a deep breath. He was ready to write at any time.
"Boom …"
A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, landing right between Fang Yun and the old man. Fang Yun subconsciously retreated. The blinding light caused Fang Yun's eyes to hurt. He had no choice but to squint his eyes. At the same time, thunder rumbled, causing Fang Yun's ears to ring.
This lightning was too sudden. No one would have thought that a bolt of lightning would appear out of nowhere. However, the lightning itself wasn't enough to shock Fang Yun.
What shocked Fang Yun was that when the lightning appeared, the old man opened his mouth. When the thunder stopped, Fang Yun only heard a single word.
"... De."
Fang Yun was so angry that he almost vomited blood. The person who came up with this question was simply too shameless. There were no clues at all. How was this dictation? It was simply a game! There were too many sentences in the Sages' Classic that ended with De. How could he guess it!
However, the old man completely ignored Fang Yun. He looked up at the sky and said a second sentence, "Is there any truth in the words of a lowly person? A gentleman must be careful. "
Fang Yun didn't dare to think too much. He quickly left a blank line and wrote the second sentence. These were the words of Yan Zi in the Confucius Family Sayings. Fang Yun remembered them very clearly and immediately wrote them down. At the same time, he was unwilling to accept this as he tried to guess what those words meant.
The old man almost didn't stop and continued with the third sentence, "When a bird is about to die, its cry is mournful; when a man is about to die, his words are kind." During this process, the whistling of the wind suddenly came from the surroundings, and the sound of the wind rustling the leaves. Together with the chirping of insects and birds, it made people feel irritated.
Fang Yun cleared his mind of distracting thoughts and picked up the brush to write. The third line was from Zeng Zi, and had spread far and wide.
Next. The old man said sentence by sentence, maintaining a constant speed. The sound of the surroundings getting louder and louder didn't affect the old man in the slightest.
In addition to the chirping of insects and birds at the beginning, there was soon wind and rain. Then came the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs. The sound became louder and louder, more and more chaotic.
Fang Yun used to only sleep for two hours a day to study. Coupled with the increased self-control of his courage, he was basically unaffected. Not only could he continue writing, but he was also unwilling to give up and think about the first sentence.
"What is that sentence? There are too many Sages' Classics that end with De. I can't guess it at all! "
"Even the Book Hill can't give a question that relies on guessing. There should be some technique that I don't know."
Wondrous Book Heaven and Earth didn't move at all. It didn't help Fang Yun at all.
"Let me recall. That's right! I couldn't hear the first sentence, but I heard the last five. They were from Yan Zi, Zeng Zi, Xun Zi, Zi Si Zi, and King Wen of Zhou. A total of five Quasi-saints. The seventh sentence was from the Half-saint Han Feizi, and the rest were all from Half-saint. The first sentence was most likely from the Quasi-saint Mencius. "
"Mencius said that there are too many sentences that end with the word De. For example, 'Aspire to the Dao, abide by De', 'With the Virtue of King Wen', 'Respect the virtuous and nurture the talented, Zhang is virtuous', and so on. There needs to be a second selection! Then how do I judge? "
Fang Yun continued to think as he dictated. Although there were more and more noises, he could write without missing a word.
Not long after, Fang Yun finally had an idea.
"Speaking speed! Pause! I understand! His speaking speed hasn't changed from beginning to end, and even the pauses of every sentence are the same! Although I didn't hear his words clearly, I saw the time he opened his mouth and remembered the time he closed his mouth. I know roughly how many words there are in that sentence. There's definitely a chance to guess! "Fang Yun was overjoyed.
Thus, Fang Yun first recalled all the sentences that Mencius had said with the word De at the end. Then, he judged that the sentence should be between twelve and fourteen words according to the old man's speaking speed. Finally, he removed all the sentences that didn't have enough words.
Next, Fang Yun tried one by one. In the end, he found that the sentence "Even if I beg to be the Ji Family's butcher, I can't change my virtue" was the most appropriate sentence for the old man's speaking speed. Moreover, this was only the first two sentences of a whole sentence. If he didn't pay attention, he would miss the last sentence.
Fang Yun immediately wrote down this sentence as fast as he could. At the same time, he remembered the old man's words and sped up to finish writing.
After only a dozen breaths, the old man's speaking speed suddenly increased. It was more than twice as fast as before.
The surrounding sounds were also overlapping. In addition to the natural sounds, there were also human voices.
"Selling buns! Big buns with big stuffing and thin skin! "
"Tofu flower! Tofu pudding! Do you want sweet, salty, or spicy? We have everything you need! "
"Sir, come upstairs and have a seat. Today, the courtesan of the House of Red Sleeves has nothing to do."
"Selling Zongzi …"
Fang Yun immediately felt the pressure double. The natural sounds were meaningless to him, but the human voices were different. Moreover, they were very relevant to people's lives. It would inevitably make people involuntarily understand the meaning of those words. Various kinds of food would even appear in front of their eyes. This would definitely take up more of their attention.
However, now that the old man's speaking speed had increased, the difficulty had increased tenfold compared to the beginning.
Fang Yun noticed that the old man had only started to accelerate after a quarter of an hour, and his forehead was covered in fine sweat. He secretly rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, he had thought of a solution a quarter of an hour ago. If he had thought of a solution a quarter of an hour later, it would have been useless. Because if he was distracted and pondered over it, he would definitely make a mistake.
"The thunder at the beginning was not only a test. It was also a trap! If I don't think about it and insist on only writing the last sentence, as long as one of the sentences is not bad, I can still pass the Third Pavilion. However, if I don't want to use the first sentence, it is very likely that I will be distracted and lose everything. "
"This is not only a test of our ability, it is also a test of our choice! If we really meet a strong enemy, don't think about killing the enemy. Instead, run and wait for survival. Then think about revenge! "
After finishing the first sentence, Fang Yun had no more worries in his heart. He focused on the rest of the dictation.
When there were only a hundred breaths left, the old man's speaking speed increased again. There was an additional sound of the battlefield in his voice.
The sound of drums, shouts, and the sound of weapons slashing the bodies of demons. A large number of High Scholars were speaking and many demons were using demonic arts. The cries of the soldiers and the battle cries of the demon soldiers echoed in Fang Yun's ears.
"Kill the demons! Kill the demons and avenge me! "
"I don't want to die. I still have parents at home … "
"Help, I'm scared. Don't kill me, don't kill me. Ah … "
"Hahaha, human hearts are delicious. However, I still prefer to eat human brains …"
At this moment. Fang Yun suddenly rejoiced that he had gone to kill demons when he was a child. If he had not experienced the scene of hundreds of soldiers dying and had not seen the scene of demons eating humans with his own eyes, his mind would definitely have been shaken by these sounds.
"The longer I persevere, the higher I climb, the more demons and barbarians I will kill in the future! It is not that I am cold-blooded, but that I am accumulating strength to kill demons and barbarians! No one can stop my Divine Dao! "
Fang Yun's mind was highly focused. His courage was driven by his mind, forming an invisible force that enveloped the surroundings, trying to weaken the sounds as much as possible.
After half an hour, the old man stopped. After a few breaths, Fang Yun finished writing the last stroke.
"Pass." After the old man finished speaking, his figure disappeared.
Fang Yun felt extremely tired. He immediately sat on the ground to rest. Then, the third pavilion released a white light that fell on his body, allowing him to enjoy the baptism of the strange power once again.
"The white light of Book Hill is beneficial to everyone and has no side effects. It is very likely related to the talent of Wen Qu Xing or Confucius Sheng. Although Book Hill has nine mountains, only the first three have three pavilions each. From the fourth mountain onwards, there is only one test on each mountain. From the fourth mountain onwards, there might be more baptisms. If I get it, my courage will be infinitely close to Yan Yukong's realm. It is a pity that Book Hill is so difficult this time. It is almost impossible for me to reach it. "
After the third baptism of the white light, Fang Yun's literary palace, talent, courage, and other aspects were strengthened again. However, his mental fatigue did not disappear immediately. Therefore, he did not immediately go up. Instead, he sat on the ground and silently read the Analects of Confucius to conserve his energy. He was preparing for the second mountain.
Fang Yun had a faint trace of worry in his heart. The difficulty of Book Hill had exceeded his original expectations. Fang Yun even suspected that if Shi Dehong, the disciple of Lord Shi, appeared here, he would not even be able to pass the first mountain's three pavilions. The third pavilion's dictation test was too strange. With Shi Dehong's personality, he would not let go of the first sentence and not answer.
Fang Yun rested for a full hour before he felt his energy recover. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there were already three disciples of the All Saint Families in the third pavilion.
"They are indeed disciples of the All Saint Families. However, from the looks of it, they don't seem to be in a good situation." Fang Yun looked at the three of them.
The three of them were not writing. Instead, they were sitting on the ground with a frown. Fang Yun guessed that they had failed the first time and were stalling for time to think of a solution.
Fang Yun sighed in his heart. This kind of test would not allow anyone to cheat. The longer these people dragged on, the harder the questions would be.
At this time, one of the Half-saint Elementary Scholars raised his head and saw that Fang Yun was also sitting on the ground. He sighed, as if he was in the same boat.
The other Elementary Scholar looked over and gave Fang Yun an encouraging look. Fang Yun thought that this person was a true gentleman. He nodded his head and gave him an encouraging look. Then, he passed through the third pavilion and walked towards the second mountain.
The three Elementary Scholars who were left in the third pavilion were petrified. They stood there motionless.
One of the Elementary Scholars said something and wiped his tears. When the other two saw this, they really had the urge to cry.
A commoner had actually left all the elites of the Half-saint Aristocratic Families in the dust. Reality was too cruel. That was not what the elders and books in the Aristocratic Families said! (To be continued …)
PS: Kevin, the second update will be delayed. It will be updated around 22 pm. Sorry.
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